By Zephyria 
※ This work contains keywords that may be polarizing, such as forced relationships, immoral themes, and hateful expressions. Additionally, please note that the settings, background, and characters are entirely fictional and do not represent the author’s personal beliefs. Please keep this in mind when reading.
Gamgyul City, a place swarming with trash-like humans, and within it, ‘Gamgyul Massage.’
Namu, who was paying off debts without even realizing he had been scammed by the CEO, meets a man who visits as a customer one day.
“A middle schooler?”
“Huh? Ah, no. I am….”
The man asked, looking at the name that seemed to have been hastily chosen, as if he were born on Arbor Day.
“Our Namu-ssi is such a pitiful person.”
“Th-thank you?”
He wanted to see the kind customer every day.
However, he ends up being caught by the man in the one state he least wanted to be seen in.
“Namu-ssi, did you sell your body for money?”
It wasn’t wrong, but it wasn’t exactly the right meaning either.
“I’m sure you had your reasons. Don’t worry about what I said.”
Whether it was the first time he was a customer, or the second,
The look in the man’s eyes and his attitude toward Namu remained unchanged.
“Will you… come again?”
And so, Namu blurted out words he had never even thought of saying aloud.
“I hope you come again.”
He smiled like a fool.
It was a smile that others would say looked too easy.